Brother's Keeper✔️

39. One and One

Manny POV

It was a good thing he had a car and could go and come as he pleased while back home in St. Louis. Nothing against his parents, but it was boring sitting around the house doing nothing but watching TV or playing on his phone. In school at least there were things to do and people to see. How many weeks of doing nothing and he was sure he would lose his mind?

Of course, Jordan did not want to come back to St. Louis, and he could not blame him. He knew the condition in which he lived and he would not want to be there either. Since the dorms were closed and he could not afford to pay to stay on campus, Brian and Taj said he could crash at their place. Brian went home for the break but Taj was going to still be at the house.

Being in the fraternity was good for something. Having brothers to call on when needed.

So since he did not have Jordan to hang with he had Laila.

"I want to come over there and hang with you." What he really wanted was sex but he did not know how to outright ask for it. This was still new for him. He saw why people went crazy over sex. He loved it.

"You want to be bothered with my sisters and brothers? My parents too, they will be home soon. Oh and no...we can't...get busy," she added the last part in a whisper. Her other family members may be around her right now. She did have a house full of people, unlike him, all alone.

"What? No, I wasn't thinking that." He lied because he did not want her to think he was a creep. That it was true, all men thought about was sex. "I want to spend some time with you is all."

"Not today. I will see if I can come over there tomorrow. Oh! Let's go to the mall. I haven't gotten your Christmas gift because I don't know what you want."

"Okay, sure. I'll call you tomorrow."

He hung up and walked around the house bored again. He could have stayed at school as well if he was going to come home to nothing.

He did not have friends. That was both sad and pathetic.

He looked down at his phone, and looked at the texts from Shamiya.

No! He was not going to do it.

But then he did. He texted her.

What are u up to?

Bored. What u doin

Bored af

She sent a happy face emoji, and eggplant, and water. What did that mean?

Then it hit him.

OMW

She sent him her address and he drove straight over there. His mind was not thinking of anything at that moment but doing all the things she would let him do. And if she wanted more than just giving him a blow job, he was down with that as well.

She did not live that far from him, so he made it over there in no time. She lived in a nice big house, so that must mean her parents had money like that.

"Hey," he greeted her, suddenly shy around her even though they had done some things.

"You look good boy." She grabbed his arm and pulled him inside before closing the door. "What's your girl up to? She didn't come home for the break?"

The place looked even better inside. He could tell they had nice, name-brand furniture. There was a tall, real tree in the corner, fully decorated with lots of presents under the tree. They even had a fireplace with stockings hanging. That was more than his parents did. He was lucky they had a tree, although it was not nicely decorated as this one.

She must have had siblings because they all had stockings. Shamiya, Shamea, Shantoya, and Shawn, Jr. She never told him about sisters and brothers, but then again, they never really talked.

"Laila is home" He continued to look around her place. Nice and neat, with no clutter, and it even smelled good. He was an only child in a small house that always looked as of it needed to be cleaned. Between the three of them, none of them was a neat freak.

"And she is not spending all of her time with you? Her loss."

She took his arm and pulled him into her bedroom. Her room was opposite the rest of the house. It was messy. Clothes everywhere on the floor, an overfilled trashcan, bed not made up.

"Where are your parents?"

"It's just me and my mom and she probably somewhere laid up with her man." She started to kiss him. "Now if you were my man, we wouldn't have to sneak around."

He did not stop her from kissing him and immediately pulled off her shirt. "I have a girl."

"It must not be real you're here with me."

"It is real." He was mad he gas to explain things to her. "I love Laila."

"Then why are you here?"

He pulled away from her, although he did not want to stop. He could not explain why. Not to himself, not to her, not to Laila if she ever found out.

"You want me to leave? We can either do this or not. If you're thinking about telling Laila, then I'll just leave."

"No!" She grabbed him and hugged him. "I'm sorry! I won't tell her."

"Because you knew I had a girlfriend but you still went after me. I'm not the bad person here, you are."

"I said I was sorry, come on Manny, let's not argue."

They stripped their clothes off, got in bed and he was already. At this point, he did not look at it as cheating. He was just having sex with someone willing to give it to him. He could not help it if he liked sex a lot and Laila was not up to doing it.

He and Shamiya did it so many times that day, he did not even want to leave to go home. He did not know sex could be like that. It was not that way with Laila. Maybe because she was new at it too. Shamiya knew what she was doing and the things that they tried, all the different positions. He felt like he was living in an out-of-body experience.

By the time he made it home, it was super late the next day. He was too tired to do anything. He grabbed a quick shower and climbed into his bed.

It was the best he slept in a while.

A/N: This boy! Listen...sorry, this all the type of guys I knew in college, that's why I'm always writing about these cheater boys.